Hold It
N’veigh & Jay Claude
Hold It Lyrics
[Chorus: Jay Claude]
I dabble with the devil but I keep it cautious
I'm hackling the opps, boy, I give ‘em problems
I gamble with the rebels, y'all be leaking nauseous
And I'm sippin' on this blue magic
Oh and I'm dippin'
Smoking on a blunt like a limousine
Simmer down, miss me with that energy
Don't mistake me for a nigga with some patience
I'm your Uncle Ruckus, nigga, no relation
No negotiation, yeah
[Verse 1: N'Veigh]
Uh, let me spark a J (Hah)
Grow trees like it's Abor day (Abor day)
Don't even bother Veigh
I know niggas that push that white girl longer than Oskido did Tamara Day (Tamara Day)
You know the modern day shooter lets the cannon bust
Cannot trust cats if they recruit niggas that can't adjust (Can't adjust)
Fair enough a few of them got mad at us
Even with a noose around their neck they couldn't hang with us (Hang with us)
I'm back by popular demand (Huh)
Streets still love me, they like "Papi, you the man" (Huh)
Boy, you ain't cursed, your team's sloppy with the plan
Like an old age nurse, you find me out here movin' grams (Haha)
Show me the rands before we chop it (Uh huh)
Feeling myself like a nigga that lost his wallet (Uh huh)
She saw me cop it, nigga, with no deposit (Yeah)
Yeah she know the boy is hot shit (Yeah she know the boy is hot shit)
[Chorus: Jay Claude]
I dabble with the devil but I keep it cautious
I'm hackling the opps, boy, I give ‘em problems
I gamble with the rebels, y'all be leaking nauseous
And I'm sippin' on this blue magic
Oh and I'm dippin'
Smoking on a blunt like a limousine
Simmer down, miss me with that energy
Don't mistake me for a nigga with some patience
I'm your Uncle Ruckus, nigga, no relation
No negotiation, yeah
[Verse 2: N'Veigh]
Uh, got a true bond to Mary Jane
A nigga dope, you know I move pots on day-to-day
A new plot to save the day (Uh huh)
Way I got crack coming out my mouth you'd think that I was Snoop Dogg on Training Day (Haha)
Listen boy, you too soft to play with Veigh
Safe to say that you ain't got it like that (Got it like that)
You ain't 'bout it, you ain't popped it like that
So don't push it, B
Malice in my heart and I ain't even fond of Pusha T
Plus I got a gunner on the side if you pushin' P (Pushin' P)
Look, don't eve fuck with Ras (Fuck with Ras)
But in case if you want to (Uh huh)
Muslim or not, look ain't no place you can run to
We get ready to hunt you (Uh huh)
You get ready to subdue
We came in here with machetes and guns too (Uh huh)
Yeah (Uh huh)
And we came in a bunch too
'Cause we 'bout the book that related to Sansui
[Chorus: Jay Claude]
I dabble with the devil but I keep it cautious
I'm hackling the opps, boy, I give ‘em problems
I gamble with the rebels, y'all be leaking nauseous
And I'm sippin' on this blue magic
Oh and I'm dippin'
Smoking on a blunt like a limousine
Simmer down, miss me with that energy
Don't mistake me for a nigga with some patience
I'm your Uncle Ruckus, nigga, no relation
No negotiation, yeah
Hold It Q&A
Who wrote Hold It's ?
Hold It was written by N’veigh & Jay Claude.
Who produced Hold It's ?
Hold It was produced by Omen The Chef.